Xie Yi brought three dou of rice, two pounds of meat, a pack of candied fruit, and a few feet of flower cloth.

As expected, Du was looking forward to the door, and it was very hoped that his uncle (husband) would return, which made people move. Seeing Xie Yi from afar, his anxious expression was swept away, and his excitement was involuntarily revealed.

"Sanlang, you are back..." Du was about to ask about the situation of the conductor, but the words suddenly stopped when they were at their mouths. Looking at the things that Xie Yi was carrying on his back, he said in confusion: "Sanlang, what are these?"

Xie Yi smiled and said, "Sister-in-law, I bought some food. Also, I bought some fabrics to make new clothes for you and Xiaoman."

"This... where did you get the money? Did you go to bet again?" Du Shi obviously misunderstood and said anxiously: "Although there is Xiaoying occasionally, nine out of ten bets will be lost... Didn't you say you won't bet again? Why..."

While speaking, Du was so anxious that she almost burst into tears, and she seemed very disappointed, and her regret was beyond words.

"Sister-in-law, I have never been to gamble. I earned the money." Xie Yi hurriedly explained, handed the remaining two silver cakes and some copper coins to Du Shi, and smiled and said, "This is the remaining money, please keep it."

"Two guan...Three guan? Where did you get so much money?" Du Shi was even more surprised. Three guan money was nothing to the Xie family, but now it can be regarded as a huge sum of money. In half a day, where can you make so much money except the gambling house?

Xie Yi smiled and said, "The two poems sold for three stakes, which is enough for our family to spend some time, but it is not enough... When I make money, our family will buy a house and make a land purchase."

Two poems sold for three stakes!

Du's eyes glared at him, obviously incredible. Poetry and prose are elegant things, can they be bought and sold? Furthermore, what kind of poetry and prose are worth three chunks of money?

Du said worriedly: "Sanlang, do this matter seriously? You didn't do anything to cheat or be unjust, right?"

"Where did my sister-in-law want to go? How could it be? I am a good boy with honesty and trustworthy character." After saying this, Xie Yi suddenly blushed. His previous prodigal son was too unworthy and had a bad reputation. There was nothing to say when he was misunderstood.

Du nodded slightly, thought for a moment and said in confusion: "I think the poem that can be worth three jin of money is not bad. Can you tell me what I want?"

"Okay!" Xie Yi immediately recited "Chunxiao" and "Jobing in the Army".

Du listened carefully, then savored it carefully, and praised it: "A rare good poem is much better than the poems you wrote in the past few years, but... why should you sell such good poems? Isn't it better to write a book to the poetry governor's house? Such masterpieces will definitely be favored. Why don't you cherish the bright future?"

"This..." Xie Yi was speechless. How could he explain to his sister-in-law if Hou Junji would treason for rebellion in the future?

"Is it because the family is difficult, so you..." Fortunately, Du immediately thought it through and complained: "Sanlang, you are confused... Although the family is difficult, you can always survive. Your future is important!"

Well……

Xie Yi couldn't help but feel apologized. His sister-in-law's thoughts even blamed him, which made people feel even more guilty and pity.

"Oh, sister-in-law, don't think too much. I do this with my own reasons and I am responsible for the future." Xie Yiyouyou said: "You don't know that the governor's son-in-law is the guard of the prince of the East Palace. Many people actually flatter the prince... Think about it, His Majesty the Emperor is in his prime, but he is anxious to flatter the prince. Such a ruling and fatherless approach may be inappropriate, and it may even cause trouble."

"Is it true?" When talking about the royal power scheme, Du was shocked, as if he had thought of something, and a look of nervousness suddenly appeared on his face.

Fortunately, my sister-in-law could understand it. Xie Yi immediately smiled and said, "Of course it is true. There are many such examples in history books. Believe me, as long as you have the ability, you can always make a name for yourself."

Du nodded silently and said, "Yes, if you can write such poems, Sanlang is indeed talented and will always be able to..."

"By the way, my sister-in-law seems to be quite familiar with poetry?" In order to completely change the topic, Xie Yi developed a little curiosity.

Du's expression stagnated and hurriedly explained: "I learned some with my mother when I was young, but in fact I just knew a few words. I don't understand the way of poetry."

"Is that so? If my sister-in-law is interested, we will discuss it together in the future. For example, once the sea was in danger of water, except for Wushan, there is an allusion here..."

"Third brother, I'm hungry."

Xie Yi was about to quote the scriptures, but his sister Xiaoman shouted, and suddenly destroyed the atmosphere he had finally created. Xie Yi shook his head helplessly and smiled: "I'm hungry, right? Let's cook now, I have meat to eat today!"

...

While Xie Yi's "family of three" sat around for dinner, the banquet at Wanghu Tower in Huaiyang City was in full swing.

Duke Chen of the Tang Dynasty and the governor of Chenzhou Hou Junji sat upright in the main seat, raising his glass to drink "Three Roujiu" while looking at the poem scroll on the table.

Upstairs and downstairs are dozens of talents from both Huaihe River. They have handed in the poems and were fortunate to enter Wanghu Tower through the preliminary election and meet Duke Chen.

At this moment, the food they were in front of Wuxin was all focused on Hou Junji. If the poem was attracted by Duke Chen, he would definitely have a bright future.

But Hou Junji watched it for a long time, but he remained silent. Many people couldn't help but wonder, is it because the Duke is a high-minded person? Or is it a martial artist who is not familiar with literature at all?

Some smart people know that although Hou Junji was a military general, he was born in the Hou family of Sanshui, Guanzhong. Although he was not a Guanlong family, he was also a prominent family. He was sure that his family education was excellent since childhood and was not good at literary skills, but he was never unprofessional. If he didn't speak, he would probably have no good works and would not be able to catch the eye of the Dharma.

"Okay!" After looking down for a long time, Hou Junji suddenly praised loudly: "Who is Zheng Bin?"

"Student Zheng Bin, I have met Duke Chen." Zheng Bin, who was usually arrogant, was very regular at the moment, had a sincere attitude and was polite. He stood up and bowed to Hou Junji.

Hou Junji narrowed his eyes slightly and asked, "Where is the person?"

"The Duke of Returning to China is his ancestral home in Xingyang, but he has lived in Chenzhou with his father since childhood!"

"It turns out that he is a talented man from the Zheng family in Xingyang. I am sad to have such talent and knowledge. The sun sets in the sand and the vast wilderness are setting, and the stars in the ridge are high and low. I see the beacon fires in a few places in the lonely mountain, and the heroes wait for drums and shovels in camp. What a poem, what a poem!"

Hou Junji praised him and everyone knew that poetry is a good poem, and people are also great people!

This person was born in the Zheng family of Xingyang, one of the five surnames and seven hopes in the world. It was amazing. But Zheng Bin does not seem to be a direct descendant, otherwise he would have studied in the Xingyang family. However, judging from this person's clothes and demeanor, his family background seems to be quite good.

"The students are innocent in their knowledge, and the Duke praised them." Zheng Bin bowed and bowed, his every move was very elegant, completely different from usual, but he did have the demeanor of a clan.

Everyone felt sad. Needless to say, the most outstanding talent today must be Zheng Bin. Not to mention outstanding talent and knowledge, but who can compare with his family background?

Unexpectedly, Hou Junji turned over a few more volumes, suddenly his eyebrows moved, and he looked up and asked, "Who is Lu An?"

"Student Lu An has seen Duke Chen." Everyone was in a state of turmoil. While watching from both sides, a handsome young man with a simple appearance hurried upstairs and bowed to Hou Junji.

Could it be that this fat man also has a masterpiece? But his style is much different from that of Zheng Bin, but... the old saying goes, people should not be beautiful, maybe they are wise and stupid?

When everyone was suspicious, Zheng Bin's face changed and his brows frowned. Why did this person go upstairs? Duke Chen called him, could it be...

"Where are you? Are you a child of the Lu family in Wujun?"

When everyone heard Hou Junji's question, they felt a little moved, and they all thought of Lu Xun from the Eastern Han Dynasty and the Three Kingdoms. They were also a famous family in Jiangdong in the past. Although they are now in decline, they think there is some inheritance, and it is not surprising that one or two excellent descendants will be born.

Unexpectedly, the fat boy Lu An stammered and said, "No..."

It seems that he is a poor family. In this era of family background, he was instantly looked down upon. Some sharp-eyed people also recognized him. Isn’t this the young owner of the Lu business in the city? He is very honest and said to be a little stupid. The key is a businessman. How could he appear in Wanghu Tower and be named by the governor? Could he also have literary poems?

Unexpectedly, Hou Junji said with great interest: "Sleeping in spring will not be dawn, and birds can be heard everywhere, the sound of wind and rain comes at night, and how many flowers fall;

Qinghai has long clouds and snow-capped mountains, and the lonely city looks at Yumen Pass from afar. The yellow sand is wearing golden armor for hundreds of battles. If Loulan is destroyed, you will never return. Are these two poems written by you?”

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